As the Fire Nation ship docked, your heart pounded. Three years since Zuko was banished. Three years since you had seen him.
The gangway lowered with a metallic groan. Fire Nation soldiers descended in formation—then, finally, he appeared. His hair was longer, his frame leaner but stronger. And his face—the scar. You had heard rumors, but seeing it up close made your heart ache.
Zuko’s golden eyes scanned the harbor, expression unreadable. For a moment, he didn’t recognize you—until his gaze locked onto yours.
You didn’t know who moved first. One second, you were frozen, and the next, you were running.
“Zuko!”
His eyes widened just before you crashed into him. He stiffened—then, slowly, his arms wrapped around you, pulling you close as if afraid you might vanish.
His grip tightened, and then—he exhaled, a shaky breath barely audible over the harbor’s noise.
You pulled back just enough to see his face. The harsh lines of his expression softened for the first time in years. The raw emotion in his golden eyes that he had tried so hard to hide. The weight of all the years apart, the pain, the regret, it was all in his eyes.
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